Sara got the report.
She took more than thirty medicines from the drugstore, twenty of which she hadn't taken. When she went to take the report, she was questioned.
Sara looked down at the folder in her hand and sighed slightly. She said softly, "...Mother, will you blame me for what I did?"
Regardless of whether Caroline would blame her or not, she had to do it.
William and Zayn signed the contract. Yen had fifty-five percent of the shares and kept the position of the biggest shareholder. Naturally, it was not necessary to hold the board meeting.
In the afternoon, Sara received a phone call from the bank. It was because the 200 million Dollar was too large that they needed to be there personally.
Before school ended, Yen asked for a leave to go to the bank. Yen and William were both there. When Yen saw Sara, he couldn't help but be disgusted. "The two hundred million Dollar is too much for you!"
Sara quietly looked at her father and said, "Fine, it's clear."
After all the procedures were completed,, Yen and William had two hundred million Dollar in their bank account. When the formalities were completed, Yen and William wanted to leave. Sara suddenly said, "Miss Martin."
Yen turned back and asked, "What are you doing?"
Sara asked softly, "Have you... never regarded me as your daughter?"
Yen did not think that she would ask such a naive question at this time. He sneered, "What do you think?"
Sara seemed to laugh at herself and said, "... Okay, I know."
William said gently, "Sara, pray that Master Hank is more interested in you. Otherwise, when you are out of favor, there will be no other way out. At that time, we won't take you in."
Sara did not pay her any attention and directly got into the car.
She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes for a long time. Then, she called Zayn. "Mr. Lambert, are you aware of the people in the city?"
Donte was watching a divorce case of property allocation between couples. When he heard Sara's words, he was stunned for a moment. "...A meeting?"
He thought for a moment and understood that Sara, a college student, did not know anything about finance stocks. She should want to ask someone to manage the 32 percent of the shares. So he said, "Do you want someone to help you manage the shares? I do know one or two experts..."
"No." Sara said softly, "I don't want to ask someone to manage the shares, but..."
She held the mobile phone in her hand and looked out. Here she could see the company of Martin Pharma. The name of the group was highly hanging on the office building. It looked very remote and unreachable. With a flash of the white birch tree shadow, it could no longer be seen.
She said, "But he wants to sell the 32 percent of the shares."
Selled? Donte was shocked. "Miss Martin, do you know what you're doing? If you don't take care of the 32 percent share, you can take dividends every year..."
"I know what I'm doing." Sara interrupted him. "I know. Thank you for your concern for me."
Donte opened his mouth and finally said, "... Okay, I have friends who I know. I'll send you his contact information later. He's an old classmate of mine, so he won't cheat you."
Sara smiled and said, "Thank you."
She hung up the phone. Just as she was about to put her phone away, another phone call came. Sara picked it up in confusion. "Hello, may I ask who's this?"
The voice over there was a little tired. "... Miss Martin, right? I'm Arielle's mother. Can I meet you?"
Farah was also born in a well-known family. After the marriage with Vincenzo, each of them had their own lovers. When they first had a child, the couple would take care of each other personally, but later there was no novelty. In addition, the nanny was better than herself. So Farah and Vincenzo seldom cared about the two daughters who were born later.
Her youngest daughter was not so bad because she was very talented in playing the piano at a young age. She went abroad to study at the age of 15, which was very worrisome. But her eldest daughter, Arielle, was not afraid of anything since childhood. In addition, her parents were not disciplined, so she had developed a lawless character. In her opinion, if she couldn't do things with money, she would use power. She despised ordinary people and didn't like poor people. She lived like a self-conceited woman.
Arielle had also suffered a lot in the past. Derrick had repeatedly asked Farah to discipline his daughter, but Farah always felt guilty that he had not been able to accompany his daughter. Therefore, many things were very indulgent, which led to the current situation.
She looked at the little girl opposite her, who was about the same age as her eldest daughter, and her eyes were full of deep exhaustion. "Miss Martin... I'm very sorry. It's all because I failed to discipline her well..."
Sara wouldn't vent her anger on Arielle's mother. She said calmly, "Miss Stuart was the one kidnapped. It has nothing to do with you."
Farah sobbed and said, "No... it's my fault that I didn't raise. It's all my and my husband's fault..."
She wiped her tears and looked imploringly at Sara, "Miss Martin, I know that Arielle has gone too far this time. She has hurt you and scared you... But she is only 19 years old this year... She is still a child, can you..."
Sara licked her lips and whispered, "Mrs. Samuel, I'm only 18 years old this year."
Farah said sadly, "I know Arielle is sorry for you... Miss Martin, as long as you are willing to let Arielle go, you can do whatever you want me to do... I beg you... I have always owed my daughter, how can I watch her go to jail... Please..."
She was the mayor's wife. If it weren't for Arielle, she would not have bothered to look at Sara when she saw her. How could she be so pained that she couldn't see her face at all? She begged in a low voice.
Sara suddenly felt very sad and said,"Farah, you are really pitiful."
"... What?" Farah was confused.
Sara said, "You didn't educate Arielle well enough to cause her to kidnap me. She must've done the same thing before this. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so skilled. It's impossible that you don't know about these things. But you've given in to her and I'm lucky enough to get justice. What about the other victims?"
Farah was stunned.
Sara's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Arielle is your daughter. You love her very much, but everyone has their own parents. If my mother is still alive, she will surely love me as much as you care for Arielle. Since you didn't stop damage in time at the beginning and let her become more and more domineering, why do you pray for others' forgiveness after the incident?"
She said softly, "You're right. It's my fault not to raise my father. It's not me who ruined Arielle, but you and your husband, Mrs. Samuel."